Dark romance girlie
Hufflepuff that loves Slytherins 🐍🦡
Multishipper
Blessed and cursed by hyperfixations
Genderbend enjoyer (except when it's used for lgtbq+ erasing)
(+18)
Pro shipper (except for pedophilia and rape/non. I have limits)
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Reading their dialogue is like experiencing the most painful game of Gay Chicken ever to unfold. Painfully obvious for Roy, painfully oblivious for Dick.
Roy does not and will remain not giving a fuck. Clearly.
Look at him. A lower man would be frustrated. Roy finds the dumbassery enjoyable. He thrives on the vibe.
Dickbabs Shippers: Starfire is nothing but just a love interest! Her character is just used to further the storyline of Dick and other men!
Meanwhile Starfire in the comics hasn’t actually dated Dick in 30 years and they rarely talk or see each other, she's been heavily kept away from his solo books so DC could strengthen Dickbabs. She hasn’t had a boyfriend for 30 years either. She has joined different teams without Dick (Justice League Odyssey, Alien Alliance, Rebels, JLA, Justice Society, Generation Forged etc.) And currently she left the Titans so DC could push her out of Dick's life permanently.
-Her relationship with Dick isn't constantly shoved down people's throats.
-in the animated show, it took 5 seasons and a finale movie for her to be in a relationship with Dick.
-In the DCAMU, she was in a long distance relationship with Dick. She was doing her own thing as the leader of the Titans while Dick was busy in Bludhaven and helping the Batfamily in Gotham. They weren't reunited until The Judas Contract movie.
-In the live action Titans, they had another slowburn romance and didn't get together until the final season.
-in TTG they're not allowed to be a couple.
Meanwhile Barbara Gordon:
-Was First created in the 1960s Batman TV show to be an equal love interest for Batman after Catwoman left the show.
-Was heavily flirting with Batman in her original comic version.
-SA'd Dick when he was a minor in the 70s, a grown ass woman who forcedfully kissed him without his consent.
-Got deaged in modern comics to become an appealing love interest and extension of Dick despite originally being a 25 year old congresswoman who was 7 years older than him while he was a teenager.
-Wasted 6 years following Dick around like a dog everywhere he goes in the comics, was written as nothing more than his trophy girlfriend and therapist serving him in his solo books, keeps showing up in his solo books to be relevant after her past books were cancelled due to poor sales.
(At least Kory had a successful supermodel career and a life outside Dick back when she dated him in NTT unlike Barbara in Runs like Tom Taylor's and Dann Watters, she's glued to Dick 24/7, unemployed and spends her time monitoring him and hanging around his apartment 24/7.)
-Got called "Girl Nightwing" in the comics
-Cannot show up in books anymore without Dick or without mentioning his name.
-useless in Multiple modern elseworld stories, and only shows up to be Dick's love interest (Batman Dark Age, Batman White Knight, DC vs. Vampires, Damian's Black Label book etc.)
-keeps being shoehorned into shows that she has nothing to do with just to be Dick's unnecessary love interest. (Young Justice, TTG, Titans live action)
-in her past BOP series and other cancelled books, she still needs Dick to show up as her love interest.
-Her current Breakout solo mini series still couldn’t stand on its own, they had to slap Nightwing on the book and the covers to boost sales.
-Passed around the Batfamily in general.
-Her most popular version cheated on Dick with Batman, became pregnant with Batman's child (BTAS), slept with Batman (The Killing Joke), and served as Batman's main love interest (The Lego Batman Movie)
-Flirted with and kissed Jason Todd in Batman Eternal and Three Jokers.
-Married Tim Drake in Arkham Knight.
-Became Luke Fox's girlfriend in the New 52.
-Got engaged to Harvey Dent in the Burton universe.
-Has a big crush on Killer Moth.
-Has also been a love interest and a prop up to numerous other men in canon (Superman, Jason Bard, Kai, Officer Powell, Ethan Cobblepot, Ricky, random Guy at a bar)
-Overall has more male love interests than Starfire.
I've yet to meet a single Starfire hater who isn't a bitter, hypocritical Barbara fan hiding behind double standards.
People's commentary after the first Dickbabs kiss in story:
(The page 17 in question btw):
Their original dynamic:
Her dynamic with Bruce/Batman
(Yes Wonderbat was already a thing back then lol. They couldn't let the first female superhero icon be without a love interest)
(Before you throw stones at me, keep in mind Bruce was also basically a teenager when he became Batman)
Concretely on Batman & Mr Freeze: SubHero. They were college classmates, and their relationship lasted for a while, up until the episode "Old Wounds" from Batman: The Animated Series, where we learn they broke up.
Fun fact ❗: She also dated Clark Kent at some point, by Bruce's meddling and in an alternative universe where Clark's ship ended in Gotham instead of Smallville so he was Bruce Wayne instead and eventually married her, but that's a whole other converstation.
Uh, this brings up a funny point. Shipping her with Superman makes more sense than Dickbabs as well lol
Just saw another post about how shipping BruceBabs is disgusting and practically "incest" (which it's already a dumb argument because they've never been daughter and father coded in any way, at most friendly coworkers) and so so despicable because she's his son's partner and what more
And because i've reached a point where I no longer give a fuck in this fandom, I'm going to say something:
Shipping Brubabs makes way more sense than shipping Dickbabs. And there's nothing wrong about it
Because, for one: Barbara Gordon is a grown ass woman, full adult with a developed frontal lobe and more than enough life experience on her belt to be with whoever the hell she wants to be. She and Bruce wouldn't be "pedophilic" as some dumbly claim. It would be a case of two adults with an age gap dating. As long as she consents, it's normal.
And TWO: A lot of you here don't know this because you were too young or not even born, but Barbara was originally created to be, quite literally, Bruce's ideal love interest. That's it. Batgirl debuted as a female partner to complement Batman and canonically had a crush on Bruce. Even more, she was pushed even further into this role to discredit Catwoman as Batman's love interest, because back then they casted a black woman to play her and, being the era it was, they inmediately rushed to show a white woman to pair Bruce with as the "better" one. The disposable black gf trope is as old as the sun.
Ignoring race bullshit, you can't claim to know Barbara and deny or completely ignore her origins. You may disagree with them and all, sure, as I do disagree a lot when it comes to her character, but seeing people nowadays clutch their pearls when people ship her with Bruce makes me laugh and it's so dumb, especially when they use her relationship with Dick as a reason to hate it.
Reminder❗: Barbara had to be DE AGED, aka change the age she was created with and therefore re-shaping her whole history as Batgirl, with just to be paired with Dick. DC already attempted something by having Dick have a puppy crush on her and that one scene where she forcefully kissed him to "shut him up" This scene arised so many complaints from readers about how weird it was (Barbara was seven years older than Dick and he was still a teenager) and how badly it made Barbara look, that I guess they dropped it entirely and kept her being in love with Bruce, who was much closer to her in age. Eventually, I assume as soon as someone gave them the green light for it, they realised they had to make her younger to make the pairing "attractive" for the public and still had to do multiple retcons for both her and Dick that dismantled their already established backstories in order for them to make sense as a couple. They basically changed Barbara as a character, down to her very roots, just to push for Dickbabs. They ruined Dick's lore with the Titans, his relationship with Bruce, his role in Bludhaven and his romance with Kory (which was very well developed and they complemented each other without erasing their own individual identities) for this, and in return, they also ruined Barbara and her history as Batgirl, her motives and her identity for this.
Original Barbara, the first Batgirl, the one shipped with Bruce, was a congresswoman, an adult with a long time job who knew Dick since he was a kid. She was Batman's match. She was literally created to be. She fit with him and his lifestyle without really having to change much, because it was already written in her. And even if you didn't ship them, you could still see them as friends and partners without screwing up Barbara's character. Even now, after all the retcons she went through, you can still ship them because they're both adults and still have enough story in common to be paired together (although I agree, shipping her feels iffy when it's within the context of her having met Bruce as a teenager, Dick's age appropiate partner in crime, instead of an adult but that's another thing)
But if you ship her with Dick, just so you know, they completely changed her character to make her "appropiate" to be his girlfriend. It's CANONICALLY the reason she got de aged. She was perfectly fine as Batgirl in her original age, it didn't affect the plot to change it until someone in DC I guess wanted to project on Dick with his crush on an older woman and decided he had to make it a reality by all means necessary.
So, next time you feel disgusted when seeing Bruce x Barbara or feel the need to complain because of Dick or anything. Just so you know, they make more sense within their characters' context than Dickbabs does lol
Stay safe, drink water and read comics before making statements. Love you all ❤
I hate her character in comics, she makes everyone around her seem less competent and I think her and Dick's relationship is toxic AT BEST.
I hate her conception, being made because a grown ass man raising a kid was too gay or some shit so they threw in a woman, and had her interest in the grown man and his kid! THEN LATER AGED HER DOWN TO DATE THAT KID!
I hate her, I hate her so much and at the same time feel in my bones that she probably could have been a good character, besides everything around her character. And in her character. Actually, no, I don't think she even had the potential to be a good character.
Actually, DC Super Hero girls has a good Barbara, I like her there
⋆˙⟡ based: birthday things bc obviously i am going to post something about the biggest influence to my irl personality.
↦ kalico note: very few people will understand why i absolutely had to ignore the pain to post this today and yes, you can all yell at me.
the apartment was too quiet when tim stepped in, lingering in the doorway as he took in the hum of the ac and the distant sound of sirens. taking notice of how dark it was, he wondered - hoped - if you'd gone to bed already.
he hadn't meant to stay out so late again, not beyond midnight, but one thing always lead to another and he couldn't leave something unfinished. he hated that sick swell of guilt that come with coming home at such times but he did his best to shake it off and gently closed the door behind him. his boots slid off with ease and his hoodie was tossed towards the end of the couch as he ventured further into the apartment.
his plan was to head directly to the bedroom, admire you for a moment and then crash, but the smallest flicker of light pulled his attention from that process. it was warm and moving, dancing at the edges of the kitchen archway.
"not ominous at all…" he mumbled to himself, stepping in, only to freeze.
you were at the counter, a slight tremor in your hand as you moved a match to finish lighting candles. he couldn't quite catch what you were mumbling to yourself, though he was a little too focused on the fact you were lighting candles that were delicately pressed into a small cake at one in the morning.
his chest tightened when you looked up. it was obvious you knew he'd returned with how you smiled and tilted your head at him before carefully sliding the cake into your hands.
stepping closer to him, you held it up as though to present it, and he was already gone by how the flames looked dancing in your gaze.
"happy birthday, sweetheart."
tim blinked once, then twice. the breath he didn't realize he was holding slipped out in a shaky exhale. a hand rose to push through his hair like he was attempting to ground himself to reality.
"you," he began, looking for the words, "you stayed up.. just for this..?"
you glanced to the cake and back at him. "of course i did," you answered, frowning at how well you could see the tiredness before his crystal eyes. "i feel like i wouldn't be much of a partner if i didn't..?"
suddenly, the world narrowed and his throat felt tight, like he was trying to process what to do with this kind of gentleness. you'd waited for him with zero expectations or demands, just a cake and a smile that said he deserved the world.
settling the one into one palm, you reached out to gently take his hand, guiding him one step closer before he could get any further into his head.
his eyebrows began to pull together before he stopped himself. "you didn't ha-" he was cut off by you shaking your head and squeezing his hand.
"i wanted to." you lifted the cake a little higher, gesturing with it. "now.. make a wish before all of my work is ruined by wax."
he let out a breath of a laugh, the semi awkward kind as he rubbed the back of his neck. "i'm not sure i need to," he mused weakly, his eyes softening as he looked from you to the candles. it took a second before he closed his eyes and leaned in, the warmth of the candles brushing over his skin.
his wish was simple. something selfish and quiet and already very much true. maybe he wanted to keep it that way, or he just couldn't think of anything better to wish for. but, with one breath the flames went out and his eyes opened, your face being the first thing he saw.
for the first time in what felt like years, tim smiled. really smiled. warm, genuine and something only for you.
it didn't last long, fading from his features as you searched his face. you could easily see the way his shoulders went rigid again and how his gaze shifted away from you like he was debating moving closer or bolting for the front door. you knew well enough he was never good at just standing and accepting softness. accepting love he still struggled to believe was for him or that he'd ever done enough to deserve it.
"you're doing it again," you said, deciding to make the choice for him. the little cake was set on the counter, candles removed and dropped on a napkin before you turned to him again, hand raising to brush your thumb beneath his eye. tears threatened at his waterline and his jaw moved as he clenched it, ignoring that burn.
"none of that, not tonight," you whispered, shaking your head. he knew you didn't just mean crying, that was normal for birthdays, but it was why he was crying. that silent 'i don't deserve this' carried in salty tears.
tim's breath hitched faintly and his lips parted. he wanted to roll his eyes and say he wasn't crying. he's just tired, embarrassed, undeserving but none of the words managed to leave him. a small sound - something akin to a strangled whimper sounded, the kind of sound people make when they're fighting hard not to break down - was all he could get out.
that, as usual, annoyed him further. you didn't let that linger, leaning in to kiss him before he gave up and just walked away. it was deep and slow, sincere with the gentle swipe of your tongue at his lower lip. your hand settled at his jaw, thumb brushing over pale skin as you coaxed him into relaxing.
"you're.. so, so important to me," you whispered against his lips. another kiss, short. "you're so good.. so deserving of everything, tim."
he sighed, hands coming up to slide over your sides and around your waist. it wasn't tight or desperate, just holding on like it was the only option he had to remind himself it was all real.
you smiled, giving him another light kiss. "you're my one and only, you know..? you're it for me," you said softly. "today, the rest of the day, is about nothing but you. no work, no comms, no news.. we have plenty of heroes that can hold it down until your birthday is over."
"you make that sound.. so easy," he whispered, and you knew what words he didn't say. 'to love me.'
you leaned closer, nudging your foreheads together carefully. "loving you is the easiest thing in the world to me," you cooed, bumping the tip of your nose to his. "but, you're overthinking and i need you to just.. try and let me love you today, okay? remind you that you matter, that you're loved and appreciated... even when the world makes you think otherwise."
he studied you, just for a moment, before dipping his head down to nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling before letting it out slowly. he let himself slowly wind down as your arms circled around him, giving him the time to just breathe and exist. at least, for a minute or two.
"c'mon," you said, shifting your weight and guiding his steps back until he was pressed carefully back against the counter. "hop up. sit."
he blinked at you, eyebrow raising followed by a little huff of protest; "i'm sorry?" his response meant nothing as you nudged him and he went without argument, lifting himself with ease onto the cool surface.
looking down at the floor where his feet no longer touched, he muttered to himself: "this is weird.. it's normally you up here."
you glanced at him, head tipped and giving him a look that told him to hush before returning to your task. you plucked a fork from the drawer before movinf closer, placing yourself between his knees.
"cake at one in the morning," he said, a faint smile showing as he eyed you, "feels very reminiscent of our first date."
you couldn't help but laugh, one hand settling on his thigh. "you were also late to our first date, sooo.. maybe this was all part of my master plan?"
he groaned at the words and glanced away. "in my defense, you said yes to the guy who barely knows when he'll be leaving or when he'll be getting home."
"i still said yes, didn't i? also still ate horrible take out on your bedroom floor at two in the morning," you mused back, reaching with the fork to collect a small chunk of the cake. "but this date, however, you get to hush, sit pretty and let me take care of you.. and thankfully, no bullet wounds this time."
his nose wrinkled and his ears turned a soft shade of pink but he didn't comment. there was nothing he could say, really. he'd actually been pretty embarrassed to be bleeding everywhere when be got back home and found you waiting in his room. he'd given every excuse possible, only for you to help clean and bandage him up.
your hand lifted from his thigh and tipped his chin up, pulling him from his thoughts. "open up, pretty boy," you teased, holding the fork up to his lips.
the pink shifted to red, betraying the way he stared at you and dryly asked: "you're really going to feed me?"
"i am," you answered, tapping the tiniest little dot of icing to his upper lip, "and you're going to let me.. so hush and open. i worked hard on this thing."
"you're actually going to be the death of me.. you know that, right?" he let out a soft laugh but opened his mouth, letting you feed him the bite with a triumphant smile.
"you'll at least die happy, but i am not explaining that to your friends or family."
he shook his head as he chewed, looking away. you took the opportunity to lean closer, pressing a kiss to the spot right before his ear. "you deserve all of this. i know it's difficult to believe, probably annoying to have people tell you, but.. you do. this- this peace and quiet, moments like these when you get to just be tim."
his eyes closed as he swallowed, letting the words echo in his thoughts before sighing, wetting his bottom lip. there was no verbal response, there didn't need to be. you just fed him another bite and smiled to yourself.
before he could fully finish, you leaned in kissed him again, lips slotting together as you dropped the fork in exchange for sliding your hands up his neck and into his hair. the taste of frosting lingered and he froze for half a second before returning it. his hands reached to curl at your sides, your shirt twisting into his fingers as his head tilted.
"you're my whole world, tim drake," you whispered into it, "today, tomorrow.. every day. just you." pressing back into the kiss, you nipped at his lower lip:
no grand thing this year, as i sadly have too much on my plate, but.. bringing it around to celebrate one of the very characters that shaped my entire existence.
Happy birthday to my favourite Robin ever and one of the best characters made by DC. My life wouldn't be the same without him 💕💔 I wish you nothing more than a writer that gets you right and for you to recover your personality from your classic era
Hear me out…the justice league and the bats forcing you, the only non vigilante Wayne, to date superboy prime because for some reason he’s obsessed with you and they want to use you to reign him in (aka. Get him to stop threatening to reset the universe whenever he gets pissy)
The bats don’t like it, but they all know sacrifice intimately, isn’t it time you did too?
lol 2 AM thoughts, but still tell me if you’re interested in seeing this get fleshed out, I’d be down to write a couple long oneshots or hcs
the apartment looks abandoned. dishes sitting in the sink and on the counter like some type of dystopian decoration, the curtains pulled tight enough that no sun could slip through, and the mail had stacked up to the point of sliding aside when damian opens the door. he stands there for a moment, taking in the damage before moving down the hall where he finds the nest of blankets that had become far too familiar.
he sets a paper bag on the nightstand and turns his attention to opening the bedroom curtains, revealing the afternoon light before settling on the edge of the bed, pulling his sleeves up with a sigh.
"you have hidden from the world long enough," he says. there's no judgement or cruelty in the words. of course, no answer comes.
he reaches and pulls the blanket enough to reveal your hair, then face, then shoulder; your expression is one that doesn't tell him much outside of the fact your own brain is making you miserable. "good, you aren't pretending anymore," he comments, referring to how many times you tried hiding the despair, "we both know I am more than familiar with going to war with your own mind.
he looks away, towards the window, letting his hand settle on your shoulder. "if speaking feels impossible, you don't need to.. we will simply lower the expectations of existence until surviving is enough for now."
at some point, he shifts and makes himself comfortable beside you until he can smooth over your hair, his eyes closed as he tips his head back against the headboard. it's silent for a while, he doesn't push or remind you of the food, only reaching for it when you mumble about try to eat.
he doesn't watch or treat it like a spectacle, just sets things close, unwrapping and making it easily accessible before settling again.
"i'll go out tomorrow," you finally mumble, like you're trying to convince yourself of it.
"i'm not asking you to be better tonight or tomorrow. if you can't, then you can't," he says, reaching to brush his thumb by the corner of your lips, brushing away crumbs. "just know that i'm going to be here until the day arrives that you are, and after."
Damian, you—UGH I love him sm. He's so tender and understanding. We all need someone like him in our lives. The way you write him makes me want to reach out to the screen so I can hug him 😭 he's straight out of a fairytale (I wish DC was aware of that fact when they write him instead of... doing whatever they're doing now)
I'm so unbelievably happy you're back to Tumblr. You don't know how necessary you are for this fandom. You're single-handedly keeping me here 🙂↕️🙂↕️ never doubt your talent, love.
when you guys ask these questions, do you take the fact that fanfic writers are human into consideration? the fact i have a life that does not revolve around fanfiction? that i may be dealing with shit that messes with schedules i want to put in place?
no? i didn't think so. because half of you only care about getting.
i took my mother to the hospital yesterday, fun fact, over something that could have killed her. my birthday? i got THREE OF YOU in my inbox asking for posts. my birthday is the FIRST free day i have had in FOUR months of bullshit.
i am currently fighting to get disability because i am usually in so much pain or so sick i can barely leave my house. i moved out of a toxic, mentally/emotionally abusive place after three years and i am still trying to fucking regulate being able to exist without feeling useless and like shit.
i am still trying to get myself to post on this shithole because every thing i do, among SEVERAL other writers i personally know, is considered ai now. do you even know what it feels like to post and be anxious your name is going to be on another list? that youre going to be harassed AGAIN? that youre going to get death threats — DEATH THREATS — over a fucking EM DASH?
i am sitting on my floor right now, WORKING, because my only income comes from my etsy and life/my health fucked me up SO BADLY i ended up behind to the point of panic attacks when i can't get something out in the morning.
so, i dont fucking know, anon. i dont fucking know when i am going to be able to sit and satisfy everyone ELSEs fucking wants. and i am sick of the anons in my inbox asking this. if you follow me, you have SEEN that i am struggling to do shit. i would LOVE to sit and post whenever and as much as i want — but i CAN'T.
if you do not like that i am UNABLE to post every five goddamn seconds, follow someone else. i am literally so fucking transparent about why i dont post as much and im sick of being dehumanized over fanfiction. if you give a single fuck about the person behind the writing you like, maybe pay attention when they talk about WHY they can't post.
i will post when my life and my health allows me.
this is to all 15 of the anons asking me the same question while ignoring my posts.
zks: well i think aang was really immature for snapping at katara - who’s also a genocide survivor despite her trauma constantly being sidelined to emphasize her boyfriend - like that -
kas & bryke simultaneously: he’s HOT and RIPPED and TALL and katara LITERALLY invested in bitcoin and she is SO dickmatized because HE’S SO HOT so it literally doesn’t matter and he’s HOT and can’t you see HES JUST A BOY ???????????
